My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 116

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116
Inferno
Kim Jae-beom and Ye-jin ventured deeper into the Mine. They passed by sweating players wielding pickaxes and descended further into the increasingly dark depths. With each step, the air grew colder. A damp and ominous presence clung to their skin.
Soon, a colossal rock face emerged before them. The pitch-black stone surface appeared as hard as steel. Around it, roughly a dozen players were swinging their pickaxes, yet no matter how hard they tried, the stone refused to yield. The metallic, rigid texture suggested an unyielding stubbornness that ordinary strength could never overcome.
Kim Jae-beom stopped in his tracks upon witnessing the scene. Unlike the others who seemed ready to give up, his eyes blazed with determination. He tightened his grip on the pickaxe, facing the massive rock wall that stood defiantly before him.
“Let’s mine here.”
His words to Ye-jin carried an unwavering resolve—a steadfast determination to venture into territory no one had yet conquered. Though the challenge would be grueling, he was certain that equally precious rewards awaited them. This conviction burned brightly within him.
Ye-jin nodded in agreement. Her golden pickaxe glimmered, refracting the blue fungal light. The two stood side by side before the unyielding stone wall.
“Hah!”
Ye-jin gripped her golden pickaxe firmly and swung it toward the rock face. In that instant, a brilliant yellow light burst forth from the tool. Like sunlight itself, warm and radiant rays spread in all directions. The area around the stone wall bathed entirely in golden luminescence.
As the pickaxe’s blade struck the ore, a dull sound echoed and a small current surged. Lightning-fast shockwaves spiraled through the stone, penetrating it with overwhelming force. The ore trembled slightly under that intense energy, and fine cracks began to spider across its previously unblemished surface.
Ye-jin’s eyes sparkled at the remarkable sight. She struck again with renewed force. Crack! With a sharp fracturing sound, ore fragments scattered in all directions. The seemingly impenetrable stone crumbled, revealing what lay beneath.
“Wow! This thing really performs!”
Ye-jin exclaimed excitedly. The golden pickaxe was demonstrating power beyond her expectations. As if amplifying her own strength, breaking the ore became considerably easier.
She extended the pickaxe toward Kim Jae-beom and said:
“Give it a try.”
Her gaze held a challenging glint. She was both showing off her achievement and eager to gauge his abilities.
Kim Jae-beom chuckled and accepted the pickaxe. The red tool in his grasp emanated a peculiar energy. A violent force thrummed through his palm, seeming to hunger for the destruction of stone.
—Whoosh!
Kim Jae-beom gripped the red pickaxe firmly and swung it toward the rock wall. In that instant, explosive energy erupted from the tool. Crimson flames engulfed the ore, spreading in all directions. It was an overwhelming sight, like molten lava bursting forth.
The moment the pickaxe’s blade touched the stone, a powerful shockwave detonated. With a thunderous boom, a small explosion erupted. Flames and heat scattered everywhere. The air shimmered with scorching intensity.
A spectacular sight unfolded. The once-solid ore instantly shattered into dozens of fragments. Sharp, glittering mineral shards, like broken glass. The blast scattered them in every direction.
As the ore crust covering the rock face peeled away, what lay hidden within was revealed. Countless crimson gemstones were embedded deep within. Kim Jae-beom’s pickaxe extracted these treasures as if by magic.
“Unbelievable…” Ye-jin breathed softly, seeming lost in wonder. It was something she could never have imagined with her golden pickaxe. The destructive power of his weapon was truly extraordinary.
“That’s impressive,” Ye-jin said, her eyes filled with admiration as she gazed at Kim Jae-beom. Yet he remained composed, his expression calm as he regarded the ore debris with an air of expectation. The red pickaxe in his hand still vibrated intensely, eager to shatter more stone.
“Nice.”
Kim Jae-beom smiled faintly as he gazed at the red pickaxe in his hand. His affection for the weapon was evident, like greeting an old friend. The violent vibrations transmitted through his palm spoke of the pickaxe’s hunger for more stone.
He gestured toward Dercan, who stood behind them. The skeletal knight clad in pitch-black armor approached Kim Jae-beom. His heavy footsteps echoed through the Cave. Red light flickered from Dercan’s hollow eye sockets.
Without a word, Kim Jae-beom handed the pickaxe to Dercan. The red tool now rested in the skeleton’s grasp—a moment when two embodiments of death and destruction converged. Kim Jae-beom spoke:
“Give it a swing.”
Simple words, yet they carried absolute trust.
Dercan accepted the pickaxe and approached the rock wall. His movements were without hesitation, moving with the natural grace of one wielding a weapon instinctively. The skeletal knight swung the pickaxe with all his might.
—Boom!
A powerful strike unleashed a crimson flash. Crackling flames consumed the stone. The sharp sound of shattering rock echoed through the Cave. In the blink of an eye, the ore shattered into countless pieces. The destructive force was as overwhelming as a thunderbolt.
Kim Jae-beom smiled with satisfaction upon witnessing the sight. The red pickaxe harmonized perfectly in Dercan’s hands. The skeletal knight’s mastery of the weapon was the very art of death itself. The combination of the two was sufficient to devastate the rock wall.
“You handle the work instead of me.”
Kim Jae-beom decided to take it easy.
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A colossal Kartan Golem strode across the vast Desert. Its appearance was like an ancient god wandering the earth. Its massive form evoked the image of a small mountain, and each footfall shook the ground, stirring up sandstorms.
Dozens of players began converging around Kartan. They lay hidden in the sand, waiting for their opportunity. Armed and ready, they rushed at the Golem in unison. With battle cries, their assault commenced.
“Uaaahhh!”
The players surging toward the Kartan Golem resembled a scene from a battlefield. Each wielded different weapons and employed distinct tactics in their assault.
Mages led the charge, their staffs raised high as they chanted incantations. Blazing fireballs and crackling lightning bolts streaked toward Kartan. The explosive force of their magic raked across the golem’s surface. Yet these attacks merely scratched the creature’s impenetrable hide.
Holy Knights followed in valiant succession, swinging weapons fortified by the power of faith. Pillars of radiant light descended from the heavens, engulfing Kartan. But the golem remained unmoved. Instead, it devoured the light, growing ever more colossal.
Assassins lurked within the shadows, seizing their moment. With poison-coated daggers in hand, they targeted the gaps in Kartan’s armor. In the blink of an eye, they scaled the golem’s torso and drove their blades toward its vital points. Yet their daggers could not pierce the creature’s unyielding carapace. Instead, their shattered blades turned against them.
“This cannot be…”
Their ambush crumbled into catastrophic failure. From Kartan’s body erupted an indescribable aura of darkness. The shadowy force consumed the players circling nearby. Screams of terror pierced the air, only to fade into chilling silence.
After violent convulsions, the fallen players transformed into lifeless corpses. Blood seeped through the cracks of their shattered armor. They proved utterly defenseless against Kartan’s overwhelming might. The bodies of the slain accumulated in heaps upon the sand.
The survivors fled in panic, scattering in all directions as they desperately sought escape. Kartan extended its arm toward them. Darkness surged from its fingertips, churning the sand itself. The players caught within that ominous force shrieked and collapsed.
Kartan reached toward the fallen bodies. The golem’s palm ignited as if to drain the life force rising from the corpses. Drawn by that terrifying power, the bodies were pulled into the darkness. Even death had become sustenance for Kartan.
Victims vanishing into shadow. Corpse remnants absorbed and obliterated by the golem. The scene resembled a painting of hell itself. The Kartan Golem grew ever stronger, feeding upon the players’ life essence. From its form emanated death and terror incarnate.
Where the final player fell, only silence remained. Dust and debris scattered by the wind. And standing alone amid it all—the Kartan Golem. The massive silhouette, cloaked in dark energy, radiated an aura of invincibility. A monster transcending humanity. This was the true nature of the Kartan Golem that had appeared before the players.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Having absorbed all the corpses, the Kartan Golem continued its relentless advance. It moved without pause, day or night, toward a region at the edge of the Desert.
And finally, upon arriving at the Unknown Zone shrouded in darkness.
Kuuubooom!
A tremor of such magnitude erupted from the Unknown Zone that it shook the entire Desert.
[Kuuuaarrrghhh!]
The Kartan Golem, having eliminated all the players who had launched their assault, released a roar brimming with ferocity that tore through the Unknown Zone and reverberated across the entire Desert.

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